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Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: Takeo and Tao looked up at a thud while they were in the living room.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 383
Total word count 28,182
Status: Work in progress



Takeo and Tao looked up at a thud while they were in the living room. They didn't glance at each other, dashing for the door.

"Don't see anything," Tao murmured, peering at his phone as they crept up the stairs, ears straining for any sound.

The balcony was closed when they reached the next floor, but that just meant there could be another point of entry.

"It sounded like it came from M's room," Tao said as he slipped his phone back into his pocket. There hadn't been any more sounds of a scuffle though. That...could be good or bad.

Tao prepared his cables as they readied themselves outside M-21's room. No time for Takeo to grab his guns.

They burst into M-21's room and Tao heard the startled yelp before he found its source.

Which was the silver wolf huddled in the corner.

A wolf that had a very familiar scar across his snout.

Tao gawked. "Em?"

M-21 didn't move, trembling slightly, looking between them.

"M-21," Takeo said softly, "can you recognise us?"

Yeah, that was the biggest concern. M-21 wasn't trying to attack them, and his desk lamp was on the floor, which must have been what he and Takeo had heard.

M-21 gave them a soft growl, shifting restlessly from paw to paw. The tip of his tail wagged, and that was good, riiight?

"It's just us, Em," Tao said, tucking his cables away. If Em had wanted to attack, he would have done it by now. "Me an' Takeo."

M-21's ears twitched at the names, making Tao smile. There.

Step by step, M-21 approached. He didn't lose all of his stiffness, but it was better than before.

When he reached Takeo, M-21 pressed his forehead to Takeo's thigh.

Without hesitation, Takeo ran a hand through M-21's fur.

That got him a low growl, and by how Takeo swayed slightly, M-21 must have pushed a little harder.

Tao snickered. "Might be easier if ya sat."

"Yeah." Takeo had barely sat before M-21 was on his lap, trying to both curl up there and press himself up to Takeo as much as possible, a small whine escaping him.

"I'm h-mmf!"

Tao snickered harder as M-21 proceeded to lick Takeo's face as he petted him.

Yeah, M-21 was okay. He just needed a little comfort.



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